tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51747709375178835572014-10-05T04:23:34.073-04:00We Shall SpeakWe Shall Speak Administratorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03575639567840534568noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5174770937517883557.post-81533733621101591012011-02-11T23:20:00.001-05:002012-01-18T15:45:21.745-05:00[re]Defining Truth<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">We live in a culture of lies. Lies that are harmful, hurtful, and even deadly. As Christians our primary responsibility is to glorify God. We are to focus on Him, and live for Him. We are to live against the grain; combating these lies that Satan is throwing at us and stabbing us with by being obedient to the precepts God has laid for us in the Bible. It seems pretty simple at a glance. Follow these rules, all goes well, right? <em>Wrong</em>. In this culture of lies, it is rare to find truth. It is rare to find what is just, righteous, and Godly. Many young people are not receiving teachings of truth, and are, therefore, being sucked into the falsehoods of our society. That is one goal of <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">We Shall Speak</i>. We want to give insightful, encouraging articles full of the truth and righteousness of God. We want young people to grow. We want to be increasing the truth of our Father and decreasing the deceptive images shoved in our faces. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">First we must understand that there are two versions of ‘truth’. There is God’s truth- the truth of righteousness, honor, nobility, character, godliness, purity, and justice. And there is Satan’s truth- the truth of malice, anger, physical perfection, moral decline, and self centered living. Satan can make his version of truth look really good. Trust me. It looks like a comfy hotel room. You are settled in, ready for your vacation, right? <em>Wrong</em>. You walk to the door to find out it’s locked. There are no windows. You are locked in an elevator headed for Hell. But if you never get out of that comfy chair you’ll never know, will you? You’ll never know if there’s a way out if you don’t look for one. Guys (and girls), we are called to find these truths. We are called to search the Scriptures (Acts 17: 10-12) and build a foundation of truth to root ourselves in. If we have a foundation of deceit and impossible expectations, how can we fully trust in God?</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I recently attended a conference called <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Embracing the Fathers Love</i>. The speaker, Tricia Frost, made a statement that really set me thinking for days after. She said “Most Christians have faith that God is big enough, but they don’t trust in how big He is!”. If you ask a Christian whether God is big, they will say “Yes”; but if you ask them whether they trust that He is big, you’ll see the mist of doubt begin to cloud their faces. Guys, truth today has been so distorted. What <em>seems</em> to be real and just is terribly not so! It seems just to abort and terminate the life of a baby that doctors know will be a vegetable… is that truth and justice? No! Sanctity of life and God’s creative design is truth and justice! </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The world is filled with seemingly good morals. Even the slightest alteration on a truth of God can make a huge impact in removing His precepts from this world. One word can change a sentence. One lie can change a life. One life can change the world. It seems incredible to me that one life can change the world. But think about it. One person changes the life of another, who changes the life of another, who changes the life of another, etc. The effects can spread like a wildfire. That is why it is important to get the truth down each time. A perfect example would be a game I used to play. It’s really fun, you should try it. We called it “telephone”… there are probably other names, too. It went like this- Kristi would pick a word or phrase…. Say… “the groove is in the heart”. Kristi would then whisper to Harry “the groove is in the heart” and Harry might say to Maggie “the move is in the heart” who might say to Richard “the clue is in the cart” and it goes on. That is often how it is with facts and culture. We need to make sure we are getting it right. Not one of us needs to believe that Harry whispered it to us exactly right. We have to go check for ourselves before passing the word on to the next person.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">It is vital we begin with a good, firm rooting in truth. Otherwise we are oh so susceptible to being shaken from our faith. It is happening all around us. False truth being packaged as good morality, or even God’s truth. The prosperity Gospel, the health Gospel, the works based Gospel, etc. They all look religious and good, but it doesn’t make them so. Again, I can’t stress the importance of standing in truth. It is what will allow you to discern whether or not what I say is true, or the next person, and anybody else you meet. Don’t let Satan trick you. Don’t let him get the best of you. Seek truth and hold on to it for dear life. The best way to find truth is to seek God… the author of truth. “Instead, seek his kingdom, and these things will be added to you.” Luke 12:31</span></div>Kaitland Conleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13121393412181825607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5174770937517883557.post-52984053005982205782011-01-16T14:19:00.000-05:002011-01-16T14:19:47.537-05:00(Poem) I Dread the Silent, Soulless SleepI dread the silent, soulless sleep, <br />Terrors whisper before the dawn- <br />But in the Silence, I peer out<br />Th’ cleft Rock You sent my soul to keep.<br /><br />The darkness cloaks its Shadows here,<br />Dark terrors steal my peaceful sleep!<br />But in the shadows, I seek out<br />Th’ cleft Rock You sent my soul to keep. <br /><br />In silence, but for fatal cry,<br />Your Son fell to the soulless sleep.<br />He dragged terrors wi’ him, agony,<br />Th’ cleft Son you sent my soul to keep.<br /><br />Th’ cleft Son you sent my soul to keep,<br />He lights my way past dreary halls.<br />Into Your chambers, I peer in-- <br />You send my soul to restful sleep.<br /><br />This was also posted here some time ago:<br />http://pensofglory.com/?p=593<br /><br />It's a good website. I highly recommend writers to post there, and readers to read stuff!Kalevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03836858147346089243noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5174770937517883557.post-66313644015601945982010-12-26T23:58:00.003-05:002010-12-27T17:45:05.539-05:00Don't be a Mirror Man.In my quest to find verses concerning perseverance, I found a delightful passage in James that I would like to share with you all. This passage actually got me thinking on something else that I know I really needed to hear, and thought I might share with you all. <br /><blockquote>But be doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving yourselves. For if anyone is a hearer of the word and not a doer, he is like a man who looks intently at his natural face in a mirror. For he looks at himself and goes away and at once forgets what he was like. But the one who looks into the perfect law, the law of liberty, and perseveres, being no hearer who forgets but a doer who acts, he will be blessed in his doing.<br /><br />~James 1: 19-25</blockquote>When I first read this I read James 1: 25 and immediately had the idea to&nbsp;write a post on persevering in the perfect law of liberty. However, upon reading the context of the passage, it was the analogy that caught and held my attention. I thought upon it for a few moments, and realized how it perfectly reinforced my thoughts from early today on how I had begun to hear the things of God, but was no longer doing them. I was falling into that pitiful rut of going through the motions. It struck my heart that I had been hearing, but not doing. I had thought in my mind "I want to be holy and righteous" but I was taking no action to bring myself to that state. I was being a mirror man.<br /><br />To expound, a mirror man is the man who sees his natural state, pities and mourns over it for the length he reflects on his projected image, but turns his back and allows the image of his true state to slip from his mind. The next time he comes across his reflection, he repeats. He sees set before him his true nature, but is unwilling to change that reflection. Rather than allowing God to mold the image to reflect Him, a mirror man says "Oh my, look at that. I should try to do better next time." A mirror man is about himself. He sees the list of things he must be and do in order to be deemed 'righteous and holy', and quickly becomes overwhelmed, turning his back and allowing himself to forget. But a true man&nbsp;(or woman) of God, sees the image and cries out to their Saviour, pleading for the opportunity to be molded in the image of Christ. They seek out&nbsp;the&nbsp;chances that will allow them to do those things that will grow and strengthen them in more ways than one. They seek&nbsp;not the glory and fame, the&nbsp;shallow image of&nbsp;a&nbsp;good Christian, but&nbsp;rather the very image <em>of Christ</em>.&nbsp;There is a difference.<br /><br />I&nbsp;suggest you&nbsp;take the time to truly study the essence of Christ and seek Him, rather than what He asks you to do. Rather than using actions to change you, allow Christ's work in you to change your actions. Allow his words to shape and mold you. When he gives you a command, do it. No matter how hard. Now matter how impossible. Allow your faith to carry you, don't try to carry your faith through. Persevere in the hard things. There is a reason we have to be doers rather than hearers. We aren't going to always desire to do what's right. We have to fight the desires to do otherwise, and make a concious decision to choose the hard and narrow path. Faith is not a feeling. It is a decision. Just as with love and compassion. You have to choose to believe. Choose to love. Choose to do.<br /><br />The Gospel&nbsp;message is not for you alone. It is not centered on you. It is&nbsp;centered on Christ and intended for everyone.&nbsp;Hearing the Gospel makes it about you, and how you go about telling others. Doing the Gospel makes it about Christ, and shows the Gospel to the world the way God delights to do so. For this reason I say, don't be a mirror man. Don't hear the word, see your reflection, and allow the image to fall away from your memory. Do the word, and allow your reflection to be the face of Christ, always keeping it at the forefront.Kaitland Conleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13121393412181825607noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5174770937517883557.post-17781768343636489872010-12-07T22:06:00.006-05:002010-12-07T22:08:51.851-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5CDslsJgfQ/TP71udG-X4I/AAAAAAAABbY/HNC3sk9y-Ho/s1600/An+Introduction.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="183" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5CDslsJgfQ/TP71udG-X4I/AAAAAAAABbY/HNC3sk9y-Ho/s400/An+Introduction.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />I would like to introduce you all to one of my favorite sites and a great resource for teen writers. This is the official introduction video and it explains a good deal of what it's all about. My favorite thing about this place? The acceptance. The do hard things attitude. No one is told they aren't good enough. I will sum it up with a comment I left on the site just a few days ago: <br /><br /><blockquote>"This community has most definitely impacted me! It has provided me with a fresh desire and passion for picking up my pen, and has given me hope that it is possible for teens to write well and be successful in their endeavors. And not only that, but I have been introduced to the first adult that is willing to take his time to mold and shape teenagers into great writers.<br />So many times I’ve been discouraged by adults who don’t think I’m very good, because, well, I’m a teen! They point out my errors, and instead of helping me find the solution they walk away, leaving me puzzled. That doesn’t happen here! Everyone gathers together, lovingly tears the given work apart and gently builds it into something far stronger and better. No one is slandered, put down, or humiliated here. It warms my heart and brightens my smile to see what goes on here at CalebBreakey.com. My only regret is that I didn’t jump in sooner, when I had the chance! <br /><br />I can’t wait to see how this community grows and changes. This has the potential to change not only how the world views teen writers, but how they view themselves. I am so thankful for Caleb and all the other members of this community, and everyone who is yet to come!"</blockquote><br /><object width="570" height="345"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g8bYrjRRl1Q?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g8bYrjRRl1Q?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="570" height="345"></embed></object>Kaitland Conleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13121393412181825607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5174770937517883557.post-36240773651182917152010-11-09T23:11:00.001-05:002010-11-09T23:14:00.165-05:00Following God's will for me, not you.As many people know, it's NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month). For those of you who don't know what it is, I suggest you <a href="http://nanowrimo.org/">check it out</a>. Hundreds of thousands of people are participating in the madness this year, including myself, and at least&nbsp;two other We Shall Speak member, Kalev and Hannah Marie. <br /><br />On my personal blog I posted that I would not be blogging for the month of November, but I decided I would take a small break and write this. This has been something that has really stuck out to me this month more than ever before.<br /><br />I was really excited about NaNoWriMo this year. Last year I particpated in the <a href="http://ywp.nanowrimo.org/">YWP</a> version and my word count goal was merely 10, 000 for the entire month. I made it with 5,000 extra words and only the beginning of a novel. This year I was ready to take the full challenge. I had improved drastically in my writing skills and abilities, as well as gaining much confidence in this past year. I also had a laptop and more time to help things along. I breathed in deep and grinned wide. I was going to do this, and I was going to do it well.<br /><br />So I rubbed my hands together and began my exciting work of fiction. 2, 600 something words into it I realized something. My story was very boring. I knew the plot, and I knew it was not, but the beginning was just plain boring. So I talked to my mom, who suggested a Prologue. So I wrote a 2, 300 something word Prologue. And then I realized something else. My Prologue outshined the rest of the book. So I switched to another story. 300 words into that and I was bored. So I talked to a dear buddy of mine who said to ditch both and just start over. So I took my Prologue in hand and began writing. I had no idea what it would be about... it just had to be something. <br /><br />So I let the ideas flow, not knowing where the story would take me. It landed me in the Great Depression, to begin with. Once that was established other ideas began to form. I was asked for a synopsis of my book. I made the entire idea up, spur of the moment. But it worked. I liked it. I was eager to write this book. I envisioned myself, 50,000 words later, a best-selling author. Well, okay, I wasn't thinking that far, but I was thinking towards publishing (still am, just to let you know). That's when I posted on my personal blog that I'd be taking a break. <br /><br />That's when I read that other post. I followed her blog, therefore, I got her blog posts in my dashboard feed. I thought "Oh, she's posted a farewell for now post, too. I should read it." And so I did. That's when it began. I became... you might say jealous. Here was a girl that I knew outshined me. Her writing abilities superb, talked about amongst everyone. Her work was pointed out and displayed, published and praised. She had what I wanted. Appreciated work. Skill. Brains. A gift. Words flowed from her fingers like a raging river with no end. <br /><br />What's more is that I was jealous of her time. Here was a girl who had six hours to devote to writing, and who loftily (or so I thought) claimed that only 150, 000 words would do. I seethed inside (seethed may be a slight exaggeration, but hey... I wasn't happy). I had worked hard and struggled forever to achieve what I had now. To be outshined by one with a natural ease and poise with words made me tremble. It caused strain and lack of diligence, as well as focus and concentration, costing me valuable working time.<br /><br />Now in the above story (which is entirely true, I assure you) note the over abundance of "I"s and "me"s. It wasn't long before I realized my conceit and&nbsp;self centeredness. I was stricken. I had wasted precious brain energy focusing on the envisioned "competition" that I had not done my utmost on the story God had given me to tell. I was so caught up in wanting the will of God for her life, that I forgot that God had a special will for mine, too. And it was a different will, but just as good. <br /><br />It was when I realized that writing was not about me, or you, or the publisher, or the editor. It's not about what one person does compared to another. It's about God. It's about taking what He's given you and putting it into action. This applies to all of life. When we get so caught up in the will of God for others, we lose focus of following His will for us, and we pay for it. If her life were meant for me, I'd have it. Apparently her life wasn't meant for me, therefore, I don't. But never would I trade my life, nor my calling. Perhaps my gift is not the same,&nbsp;&nbsp;or perhaps my&nbsp;skills are lesser than hers, or perhaps&nbsp;my style is unique from hers, but God gave me different skills, a different style, a different story to write.<br /><br />When I began focusing on my story, and my goals, and no one's dreams but mine and God's things began to shape up. I began meeting my goals and going beyond (and then&nbsp;slacking back when other household chores and duties came up. * sigh *).&nbsp;I encourage you guys to stop feeling under rated, under par, unskilled, or unappreciated. Look to the&nbsp;One who gave you your gifts, Who gave&nbsp;you that calling, Who&nbsp;put you in that direction. If each one of us&nbsp;were like another,&nbsp;life would be a constant repeat. So I challenge you to stop comparing and start preparing. God's given you a journey especially for you. Seek&nbsp;Him. Find it. Follow it. And let His appreciation be your motivation.Kaitland Conleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13121393412181825607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5174770937517883557.post-17694449120520597342010-10-06T11:17:00.004-04:002010-10-12T09:47:37.255-04:00Blog Buttons and Other Thoughts.<div align="left">We Shall Speak is run entirely by volunteers; young people with a passion for writing and spreading the truths of the Gospel with everyone. Our current project is about to begin and our numbers have dwindled from a hearty twenty-six members to our current five faithfuls. We need people who are willing to help and commit time to this project, or we will fail. So in light of this, for those who perhaps can't commit their time to the project, but would like to help in some way, we have a little something to help spread the word. We have blog buttons! There are a few different variations, with more on the way. On our "Blog Buttons" page there is also a little blinkie, for those who are interested in that. We do need your help. We can't do it without you guys. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br />I will reiterate for you guys, that those who are interested in volunteering as writers, editors, or both, may email us at <a href="mailto:weshallspeak@gmail.com">weshallspeak@gmail.com</a>. However, it does require commitment. Please pray about it before joining. I encourage you to talk to your parents and evaluate your other commitments. If&nbsp;you can't truly give us your heart when writing, perhaps it isn't the best time. Whatever you do, do it for the glory of God. Make Him the focus of this project, of your time, and efforts. I encourage you now to not only pray concerning this, not just limit your focus on Him as the center only in this, but to extend it to every part of your life. Let Him be the reason you do anything and that you are able to do anything. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br />We also would love to hear from you how this blog (and eventually the books we hope to get out) have blessed you. We'd like to know how we can better serve you. Are there things you would like to see on this blog? Suggestions? Questions? We love emails and comments! Let us know what you are thinking of We Shall Speak. Perhaps all you can give is prayer, we would love that. Anything that you can do to help us out, we appreciate more than you know. We thank those of you who read the blog, and we especially thank those of you who have remained faithful to the project. May God be glorified in it and may we all be blessed by it. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><br />Thank you all!</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><center>&nbsp;</center><center>&nbsp;</center><center>&nbsp;</center><center><a href="http://weshallspeak.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" title="We Shall Speak"><img alt="We Shall Speak" src="http://i1018.photobucket.com/albums/af301/weshallspeak/paper_and_pencil-1-1.png" /></a> </center><center></center><center><textarea id="code-source" name="code-source" rows="3">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://weshallspeak.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i1018.photobucket.com/albums/af301/weshallspeak/paper_and_pencil-1-1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</textarea></center><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><center><a href="http://weshallspeak.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" title="We Shall Speak"><img alt="We Shall Speak" src="http://i1018.photobucket.com/albums/af301/weshallspeak/WeShallSpeak-1-1-1.jpg" /></a> <center></center><center><textarea id="code-source" name="code-source" rows="3">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://weshallspeak.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i1018.photobucket.com/albums/af301/weshallspeak/WeShallSpeak-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</textarea></center></center><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><center><a href="http://weshallspeak.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" title="We Shall Speak"><img alt="We Shall Speak" src="http://i1018.photobucket.com/albums/af301/weshallspeak/4243447043_4741dbfef9_z-1-1.jpg" /></a> <center></center><center><textarea id="code-source" name="code-source" rows="3">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://weshallspeak.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i1018.photobucket.com/albums/af301/weshallspeak/4243447043_4741dbfef9_z-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</textarea></center></center>We Shall Speak Administratorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03575639567840534568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5174770937517883557.post-78483026231141103432010-09-27T21:40:00.002-04:002010-09-27T21:49:52.642-04:00I Need You, Jesus.I sat pondering why I felt so... average. Where had my joy gone? Where was the unabounding, all consuming joy that permeated every aspect, ever breath, every thought of life? I spoke with a friend. They asked what had happened? Who had done it? Why was I so down? I explained to them, it was no one. Nothing. It was all inside. I didn't care anymore, there was no motivation. I had lost my fire. And then it hit me. I needed my Jesus back. He was the only reason for doing <em>anything</em>. And so I told my friend that I knew what was wrong. I needed my Jesus as my focus. When that thought came the sweetest thing happened. I heard a song in my head- one of my favorite worship songs. The verse I remembered is as follows.<br /><br /><em>And I need you Jesus to come to my rescue.</em><br /><em>Where else can I go?</em><br /><em>There's no other name by</em><br /><em>which I am saved.</em><br /><em>You capture me with grace, </em><br /><em>I will follow You.</em><br /><br />I felt the tears come immediately to my eyes. What a sweet thing I had, and yet I had fallen away from, even if not completely. I was looking at the dirt and the stones around the cross-the ordinary things- but I was no longer seeing the cross. And him. And what he'd done for me, so that I could have fire, so that I could have joy, so that I could have peace.<br /><br />I was focused on something that was, in itself, not all satisfying. Whether we focus on school, careers, marriage, reading, music, etc. as our ultimate goal, our end in life, we will always find discontentment and satisfaction. Nothing is an end in itself but God. If you focus on school, you'll get school; if you focus on reading, you'll be read; if you focus on music, you'll get music. That's how it is. When you achieve it, that's it. Life is empty. It doesn't go beyond that. But when we focus on God, we focus on someone that is all powerful, all knowing, all loving, and never ending. There is no end. We never reach a point of achievement in which we throw our hands up and say "What now?". And the pursuit of God gives so much more than the pursuit of anything else. If marriage is your chief end, you'll get marriage. But if God is your chief end, you get eternal life and oftentimes a marriage as well. A marriage cannot be all satisfying, but God more than satisfies. <br /><br />We must choose to drop our focus on the things of life and the things of this world and focus on the only thing that remains stable and true. This life is shallow, deceitful, and&nbsp;short. If we sow the seeds of our life there, we shall reap them there. We need to look ahead and determine now what end we choose for ourselfs. For me, the only true end in itself is Jesus Christ. <br /><br />Philipians 1:21 sums it up so well stating "For to me to live is Christ, and to die is gain."Kaitland Conleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13121393412181825607noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5174770937517883557.post-79445018086187311062010-09-13T13:52:00.006-04:002010-09-13T14:00:52.282-04:00We Are Called to Be Ourselves<em>We&nbsp;found this excellent blog post by We Shall Speak team member Hannah Marie, and with her permission, aew sharing it with you all. You can check out her blog </em><a href="http://thetricklingwaters.blogspot.com/"><em>here</em></a><em>, for more insightful posts! </em><br /><em><br /></em><br /><em>As you read through the following post, please take your time to read it and evaluate it's message. It is a very important message that relates to each and everyone of us whether we are far along in our walk with Christ, or just beginning. For those that aren't Christians, these are still words that I hope you will take to heart. This is an excellent picture of what a walk with Christ will do in you.</em> <br />~*~`.~*~`.~*~`.~*~`.~*.~`.~*~`.~*~`.~*~`.~*~`.~*~`.~*~`.~*~`.~*~`.~*~<br /><br />A couple days ago, an acquaintance of mine came up to me and said "I need to talk with you about Christianity." Of course, me being how I am said 'absolutely' and followed them to a quieter place to discuss it. And the conversation went something like this:<br /><br /><blockquote>"I hear so much about 'becoming more like Jesus' and taking on the characteristics of the Savior from so many Christians. Yet, I am not looking for that. I am not looking for becoming somebody or taking on characteristics of someone else. I have tried that so many times throughout my years and it has never made me happier or more satisfied. Yet, Christian's claim that taking on the characteristics of someone else, this one person, is supposed to fill me up? I really don't get it. I don't want to become someone; I want to be who I am and stay that way."</blockquote><br /><blockquote>"I see what you are saying, but I think you have it all wrong. God isn't asking you to change who you are; God is asking you to follow Him. Jesus isn't looking for a duplicate of Himself; Jesus is looking for someone who is willing to follow Him in achieving the same purpose in life. Sometimes people make Christianity more into a religion than the relationship it actually is. Religion demands you change; relationship gives new direction."<br />"Okay, so am I actually supposed to change?"<br /><br /></blockquote><br /><blockquote>"No, you are not supposed to change. In fact, you cannot make yourself change. The change happens as the Lord shapes your life around His purpose."</blockquote><br /><br /><br />While there was more to that specific conversation, this little bit started me thinking. I find so many Christians who are seeking change and cloaking themselves with rigorous schedules or enhanced knowledge simply to get further towards that change. Sometimes we naturally begin to equate 'becoming more like Christ' to 'changing who we are.' We make Christianity a religion rather than a relationship. We create expectations for ourselves that cannot be achieved by ourselves. And we deceive ourselves into thinking that God will help us achieve what we have now set out to accomplish.<br /><br />Let me explain it this way: come to the Lord as you are, with the characteristics that you already possess, and continue to possess those characteristics throughout your relationship with Him. God is not going to strip the characteristics you already have in order to make you a brand new person, but He is going to give you a new purpose for which you are to use those characteristics for. Before you were brought into His grace, the purpose by which you lived your life by amounted to nothing other than self-fulfillment and sin. But, upon entering into a covenant with Christ, the purpose by which you live your life becomes one of glorifying Him and being a light to Him. Those same qualities you possessed before are the same that you possess afterwards. However, the purpose with which you implicate those characteristics and the goals in which you strive to achieve through utilizing those qualities changes. <br /><br />If you are naturally sacrificial in nature, then you will continue to be sacrificial, but to a different end. If you are naturally an introvert, then you will continue to be an introvert but to a different purpose. If you are naturally a talker, then you will continue to be a talker but to a different message. If you are naturally a wood-worker, then you will continue to be a wood-worker but to a different result. Your identity and who you are will never be lost; they will be redefined. You can be your complete and total self with the Lord, but do not expect to stay the same throughout the relationship. God loves to let His light change people by the way of making each and every one of their individual characteristics be a magnetic to Him. <br /><br />I know in my life I run across people who have completely different qualities and beliefs on certain issues than I do; they have different strengths or outlooks. Too often a time have I looked at their qualities and coveted them because I think they are better or more developed than mine are. Recently, I have begun to fully realize that if I took on their qualities, I would lose my identity and end up pursuing another identity. When we are walking with Christ, we do not lose our identity; we give it a new focus. My tendency to give up my life for another without hesitation is a gift from God that I can pursue all for His glory. Another person may view my attitude as reckless and that view can be used for the glory of God as well. We are not all to become clones to one another; we are to provide balance to one another.<br /><br />That is why the body of Christ, the church, is so important; that is why fellowship is so important. Where others go one way, there is always someone else who goes the opposite way. And we need those people to occasionally knock sense into us and realize that we may not be using our qualities to the glory of the Lord as much as we think we are. The whole message of Christianity is not to change into another person but rather to let the relationship with the Lord of Heaven and Earth change the ideals that we so desperately pursue, to change the direction we are headed. So, we may all take comfort in the fact that we are not called to be someone else; that is religion. Instead, we are called to pursue something else; that is relationship.We Shall Speak Administratorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03575639567840534568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5174770937517883557.post-87249579514390105602010-09-03T22:42:00.002-04:002010-09-03T23:00:00.817-04:00The PathA friend, Holly Hutcheson, and I were discussing some of the topics on the Rebelution forums, which then led to a concern that branched out into other areas of our lives. We were noticing a distinct pattern and trend that was somewhat hard to detect, though it was before our very faces. We talked for a while on it, and came up with this story to present it to you. We hope that it accurately portrays what we are seeing, though in metaphorical light.<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">The Path<br /></span></strong><br /><br />She tossed and turned. A frown pulled at the corners of her lips, her brow creased with anxiety. She teetered between deep sleep and seeming consciousness. One moment she knew she was in her bed, the next she found herself in a strange dark place.<br /><br /><em>Where am I?</em> She groped through the dark. She knew there had to be a way out. <em>What is this? Is that a light? How do I get out of here?!</em> She slowly groped towards the pinpoint of light. She was drawn to it; she instinctively knew it was her only way out. She felt herself growing closer… she began to run towards it, clawing for the light. It was what she wanted more than anything else; she knew it. There it was. She grasped at it, tumbling forward into the darkness, but landing in the light.<br /><br />It was dim, but to her weak eyes it was painful. She scrambled to her feet. Before her lay a wooded forest; it stretched for miles. Running straight and true through the middle was a narrow path. On either side, it was mud and quick sand. <em>What do I do from here? Where do I go?</em> She need not ask. She knew she was to walk the path ahead. She knew the light was her salvation.<br /><br />Looking over her shoulder at the pitch black cave behind her, she wanted it more than anything. She ran towards it at a sprint, the light around her growing. A mile down the path she slowed to a jog, slowly bringing herself to a walk. She was weakening. The light was growing brighter, hurting her eyes as she went. She stopped. Turning around she stared at what was behind. It was a mountain with a large black cave, its mouth staring ominously at her. That was what she had escaped from. She was awed. <em>What was that? Did something just move?</em> Her breathe caught in her throat. She saw it emerge from the trees.<br /><br />It was a black, hooded figure; burly and tough, it began grabbing and clawing inches from her throat. The light. I need the light. It was a fleeting thought, but she turned and ran, stumbling as she did, towards the light. <em>The trees. I can lose it in the trees. I’ll hide until it passes</em>. She stepped off the path, mud oozing up to her ankles. She grabbed onto a tree and held onto it until she saw it disappear on the other side. Pulling her feet out of the sticky mud, she stepped back onto the path.<br /><br />She walked briskly along, still heading towards the light. <em>Did I hear something? Where is it? Should I go back into the trees? Maybe if I work through the trees it won’t catch up to me.</em> She stared at them, pondering the wisdom of such a thought. It made sense. She side-stepped into the trees again and began making her way forward. Progress was hindered; she wasn’t making good time. Her feet were sticking in the mud, each step a laborious trial. <em>But I’m safe here. I’m avoiding the figure and making progress. I’m doing well.</em> She couldn’t see a burly shadow behind her, following her, and content to let her try to reach the light by this route. With a little guidance, she’d never make it there.<br /><br />She peered over her shoulder. Nothing. She forged ahead, her breathing becoming slow and heavy. She rested herself behind some trees more than others. They were comforting. She was escaping the black-hooded figure; she was forging ahead. It was time to gain some more ground. She headed towards the path. <em>I was farther from it than I thought. The light… it’s hurting my eyes.</em> Her eyes readjusted. She was on the path again. She turned.<br /><br />The mountain was farther away, but she still had miles to go. She was weakened from the strain of drudging through the muddy woods. She attempted to jog, but was slowed to a walk. She looked yet again over her shoulder. There he was. Again. He was farther away this time, but she was still horrified at this thing, this monstrosity. Diving into the trees, she broke into the equivalent of a run, sloshing through the mud and clinging to the trees. She didn’t pay as much attention to where she was going; all she wanted was distance from this hooded figure. It was getting darker; the figure was getting closer.<br /><br />The farther and faster she ran, the closer it got. <em>The path, the path- The light! He’s scared of the light!</em> Making her way back as deftly as she could, she arduously moved closer and closer. The path came into view. She saw light, and welcomed it, though it hurt. It took time; her eyes didn’t adjust so quickly, but she needed to move towards the light; she was nearing the end. She could feel it. Just a mile farther; then a half mile.<br /><br />She looked over her shoulder; there it was, far behind her. Her feet grew stronger. She began to run. There it was; the edge of the forest, more beautiful than her mind could have dreamed. She finally passed the last tree, her feet bringing her to a stop in an open field. She had reached the light. There was no darkness. Looking down, where her dirty, mud splattered clothes should have been, she was clothed in white. She was safe. The race had been run.<br /><br />She shot up in bed, gasping for air, groping in the dark. She wanted to write it all down; she wanted to forget nothing she had seen. She knew what it meant. She was sorry. She never realized it. The light of truth was hurting her eyes. She prayed. <em>I’m sorry, God. I see it now. I thought I was doing right. I thought you wanted me to focus on the trees. I thought I could stay away from sin by focusing on escaping it. I know now… I need the light. I need <strong>You</strong>.<br /></em><br />--<br /><br />Hopefully this clearly illustrated for you what we are seeing. We feel that it is possible to become so focused on how to do this, or what not to do in that, that we lose focus on what really matters- Jesus Christ, the Cross, the sacrifice. As we grow closer in a relationship with Him, the rest will fall into place. As we continue to fall more in love with your Saviour, all the questions on how to deal with sin, how to guard our hearts, how to love our enemies, and how to respect the authority in our life, will be answered.Kaitland Conleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13121393412181825607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5174770937517883557.post-28094213298360222962010-08-31T00:52:00.000-04:002010-08-31T00:52:59.941-04:00Repo Men: A Movie ReviewWarning: You're about to read a subject that many might find disturbing.<br /><br />Repo Men is a recent movie. Set in the near future, it's about a man who repossesses artificial organs. That's right, he kills people and steals pacemakers when people are overdue on their payments. And kidneys, livers, the list goes on. All in glorious, graphic Blue-Ray detail. I watch war movies on occasion, and I found Repo Men disturbing. Who watches and <i>enjoys</i> this kind of stuff? It was slimy, as if I had lost my innocence.<br /><br />Every movie has a message. Every story communicates ideals from a certain facet of our culture. When I see movies like Repo Men, I become a little worried about people who enjoy them. Many Christians decry sex as much as violence in movies. But, really, sex is a part of the natural order of life (not that it should be shown in graphic detail either). The kind of violence depicted in some movies, movies like Repo Men, where killing is just a job, is not a part of every human being's existence. It's kind of like the Roman gladiatorial games. We're feeding the violent part of our nature, the part that only warriors used to experience.<br /><br />I'm not per se against showing violence in movies (in what degree it should be shown is another matter). I'm against the way violence is <i>portrayed</i> in many movies, especially killing, as a casual event. As the repo men said, "It's just a job." Death and violence is sometimes necessary, but we should never look at it casually. Life is precious, sacred. When we no longer view life as such, bad things happen, like the Roman gladiatorial games...or abortions.<br /><br />However, Repo Men does have its good points. The main character gets an artificial heart he can't pay for, so the repo men who used to be his coworkers come after him. Along the way, he falls in love with a girl who is all black market artificial parts. His view changes. He's now protecting one of the people he used to kill. It's not just a job any more. These people have lives, have loved ones. Murder, for him, is no longer casual. <br /><br />There might be some hope for our culture after all.Kalevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03836858147346089243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5174770937517883557.post-3402194020318713342010-08-24T00:05:00.003-04:002010-08-24T00:12:10.788-04:00Book Review- Living the Cross Centered by C.J. Mahaney<blockquote><p align="left"><strong>His Gift, Your Hope*</strong><br /><br />Do you desire more passion for Jesus Christ? Return to the very essence of<br />your faith- the cross of Christ. Here, the deepest truths of Calvary will stir<br />your passion for Him into an unquenchable fire.<br /><br />"Never lay it aside. Never move on," says C.J. Mahaney, who shows you how<br />to center every day around the life-giving reality of the gospel and how to<br />escape the pitfalls of legalism, condemnation, and feelings-driven faith.<br /><br /><strong>One Center, Countless Radical Changes.</strong></p><p align="left"><strong></strong><strong><strong><strong></p></strong></strong></strong></blockquote><p><br /><br />With these words author C.J. Mahaney invites you to explore a revolutionary kind of faith. A faith that is not focused on us and our deeds and/or misdeeds, but rather, the center of a Christian's beliefe system- Christ and his redeeming sacrifice. </p><p>The book covers topics such as <em>Why the Cross Should Define Our Lives, What We Feel vs. What Is Real, Why Only Jesus Christ Could Save Us, How the Cross Rescues You From the Performance Trap, How the Cross Removes Guilt and Shame, Practical Ways to Focus Daily on the Cross,</em> and more.</p><p>In reading this book I have learned so much. I have seen that my faith is not based on what I do or don't do. I have realized that Cross is all we have, in reality. It is one of the only three lasting things on this earth- the Cross of Christ, the Word of God, and our eternal souls. This book has reminded me that it is not of myself that I am where I am, that it is only by the blood of Christ, and through his grace and mercy that I am who I am today. This book teaches true joy, true grace, true mercy, and true justice. If you are looking to redefine your walk in the way the Bible teaches, this book is an amazing help. It's advice is timeless, it's message life-changing, and it's truth solidly based. I highly recommend this book to all Christians and non-Christians alike. It speaks truth with no fear, and for that I give it a high rating. </p><p><span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;">*Taken from the back cover of<em> Living the Cross Centered Life</em>, by C.J. Mahaney</span></p>Kaitland Conleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13121393412181825607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5174770937517883557.post-40914752961345502712010-08-22T00:52:00.001-04:002010-08-22T00:56:53.992-04:00A look at Jeremiah 1:7Our theme verse is Jeremiah 1:7. Why? Because it's a challenge for boldness. It's a command from the Lord. It's not a request.<br /><br /><br /><blockquote><br /><em>"Do not say, 'I am only a youth'; for to all to whom I send you, <strong>you shall go</strong>, and <strong><u>whatever I command you</u></strong>, <strong>you shall speak</strong>." </em></blockquote><br />God is very specific here when He says that we will do as <em>He</em> commands. And He doesn't say "the things that you like that I command of you, you shall speak". He says <em>whatever</em> He commands us. That means going up to the lonely kid at school and speaking the word of God into their lives. That means standing before a crowd and speaking out against what's wrong. That may mean going to another country and sharing Christ to untouched places. Whatever it means for you, you have to do it.<br /><br />Some people say that you can be too bold. I do not agree with that. You cannot be too bold in anything involving the Gospel. Honestly when you take away everything but the Cross, you either have it, or you don't. Those who do are going to Heaven, those who don't are going to Hell. You might say "But they'll laugh at me. They'll mock me, or they'll ignore me." Well, to be blunt, they aren't going to be laughing at you, mocking you, or ignoring you when they are standing in the fires of Hell. God didn't call us to be passive in deed. He called us to take action.<br /><br />Mark Twain once said "<em>Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear, not absence of fear</em>." We are never so courageous that we have no fear. But we do have a way to resist the fear, to go on despite the fear, to overcome the fear, and to do what needs to be done. We have a God who has promised never to leave nor forsake us. He doesn't command something that He will not give us the strength to do. In <a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Mark%2010:27&amp;version=ESV">Mark 10:27</a> we see Jesus telling the disciples that with man things will be impossible, but with God, nothing is impossible. In <a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Philipians%204:13&amp;version=ESV">Philipians 4:13</a> we see that all things are possible in Christ. In Acts chapters 4, 9, 13, 14, 18, 19, 26, and 28, we see at some point disciples being bold and speaking out boldly. Why? Because it is what God commanded them to do. And as the Lord commanded, so did they.<br /><br /><br /><blockquote><br /><em>This was according to the eternal purpose that he has realized in <strong>Christ Jesus our Lord</strong>, <strong>in whom we have boldness and access with confidence</strong> through our faith in him.</em><br />~Ephesians 3:11-13</blockquote><br />In Ephesians we see that it is only through Jesus Christ that we have boldness. What He has called us to He <em>will</em> give us the strength to accomplish! And it is only because of this that you, or I, or anyone else can do anything that God has commanded of us. We need to see that there need not be a need to hesitate. We know not how much time we have left on this earth. This earth is quickly passing, but souls are eternal. The only thing that really matters is where your soul ends up. Every person whos soul has not been dedicated to the cause of Christ, and does not believe that he is their Savior, and that by his blood they are made clean, is one more person condemned to the eternal grasp of Satan. Without Jesus they cannot break loose. You could be the one to help them break loose. When we allow God to speak through us, we are priviledged to aid in the touching of one more heart, one more mind, one more soul. God doesn't need us to speak for Him. And yet He commands us to. We should be able to do so with confidence and boldness in Christ, but still maintaining a gentle humility and love for all mankind.<br /><br />I extend a challenge to you today. It's not my challenge. It's God's challenge. I'm taking the challenge through my writing. You may take it in your own personal style- speaking, writing, music, or art. But I challenge you to do as God commands, go where God commands, and speak what God commands. And I challenge you to start now, and to never stop. You would be amazed at what you can accomplish with faith that He will do the impossible through you.Kaitland Conleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13121393412181825607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5174770937517883557.post-89687016350465647242010-08-21T15:17:00.000-04:002010-08-21T17:45:59.615-04:00We Shall Speak- The Jeremiah 1:7 ProjectThis is the blog home of the <em>We Shall Speak </em>Project. It is a project founded by a group of Rebelutionaries who want to impact the world with the writing of books, essays, short stories, and poetry all in a bold, Christ-glorifying way. We desire to work as a team, and do the hard thing in all that we do. We will stand strongly for what we believe in, and hope to share Christ with all the world! Our founding verse is Jeremiah 1:7 <br /><em>"Do not say, 'I am only a youth'; for to all to whom I send you, you shall go, and whatever I command you, you shall speak." </em><br /><br />We began assembling our team on April 06th, 2010, and are going to begin working on our first project very soon. We look forward to sharing with you our thoughts on the matters of importance in today's society, and we hope you enjoy hearing them! <br /><br />If there are any topics you would like us to blog about, please feel free to share them with us in the comment section. <br /><br />If you are interested in committing to our team, you can email us at <a href="mailto:weshallspeak@gmail.com">weshallspeak@gmail.com</a>. There you will receive some questions, and upon receiving the answers, we will look over your application and notify you of our decision. Thank you all!We Shall Speak Administratorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03575639567840534568noreply@blogger.com0